emotional vampire

she wasn't a real vampire,
no.
there was no sucking of the neck,
biting
into a vein
to drain
the red stuff
from your body. no.
she was more of an emotional
vampire.
which was actually worse.
death would come
daily.
sucked dry
of life, of fun, of some
semblance
of normality.
she did not fly on bat
wings,
nor roam about when the
moon was full at night.
no.
she wasn't that kind of
vampire. no,
not at all,
her nature was to prey
on her
victims with charm,
in the broad daylight.